I want to record these first sounds of our trip together, maybe because they feel like the last sounds of something. But at the same time I don’t, because I don’t want to interfere with my recording; I don’t want to turn this particular moment of our lives together into a document for a future archive. If I could only, simply, underline certain things with my mind, I would: this light coming in through the kitchen window, flooding the entire cottage in a golden warmth as I prepare the coffeemaker; this soft breeze blowing in through the open door and brushing past my legs as I turn on the stove; that sound of footsteps—feet little, bare, and warm—as the girl gets out of bed and approaches me from behind, announcing: Mama, I woke up!
~ Valeria Luiselli, Lost Children Archive: A Novel
Notes
- Photo: Common Muse (sunlight, shadow, light)
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
Oh man…. all the feelings and emotions this awakens, in view of yesterday’s events. Such lightness, light, inspirations and above all, the love!
Dave, we’re with you all – believe me.
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Thank you Kiki
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Lump in throat, pal. Holding you and yours close to my heart….
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Thank you Lori
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Dear Dave ~ echoing Kiki’s comment….
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Thank you Roseanne
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some moments in life are simply unmatchable
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They are…
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Sigh 😔 heavily in our thoughts & prayers.
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Thank you Theresa
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I didn’t know … Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
… thanks for sharing!!
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“…this light coming in through the kitchen window…” filled with day and night memories of long ago and what seems like just yesterday. Hold on to the many. Hold on. Raye xx
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Yes, Raye, exactly…
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It is hardest I believe when the breadth and the depth of our emotions are so vast. We all know that about you, David, and because you have touched us all simply with your being…we hurt with you. Gather all the lightness you can, the memories and the goodness, and hold it safely in your heart. Take care, my friend.
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Thank you Carol.
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Aw, DK, the sun-dancing mornings and the Pieta days (/weeks/months,/years..). Mysteries. Utterly baffling mysteries, all.
(And my most helpless thought yesterday was that at last, he was running with you.) ❤️
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Beautifully stated Carol. Utterly baffling dice throws. Thank you.
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❤
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My heart goes out to you David. Sending a gentle hug and my love.
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Thank you Val
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Thank you for sharing your loss publicly. “The most beautiful thoughts are always beside the darkest.” Grief has no agenda. Be patient. Feel. Remember the joy, it’s allowed even in pain’s shadow.
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Thank you. Your kind words remind me of Hafiz
I wish I could show you,
when you are lonely
or in darkness,
the astonishing light of
your own being.
~Hafiz, “You are with the Friend Now” in I Heard God Laughing: Poems of Hope and Joy (Penguin, Sep 26, 2006)
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Tears.
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Thank you Anneli. Yes.
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so sorry. my heart breaks for you.
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Thank you Darlene.
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Dear David, I am so sorry too, my heart with you too. Love, nia
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Thank you Nia.
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I echo Raye, dear David.
May the golden memories warm your heart – and they will. Give yourself the time to grieve and they will come in, one by one by one.
Dale xoxo
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Thank you Dale.
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Too sweet, David; too sweet..
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It really is Carolyn. Happy Holidays.
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Oh Dear…your little brother was certainly dear to you, and knew he was loved. I think of your write up about your wonderful boyhood teasing and tormenting your younger brothers along with the hockey and fishing in that beautiful northern land. Sounds like a good life in special ways. Feeling grief and caring…again, so glad you shared with us. Sharing when in deep distress is a sign that your heart chakra is open, and brings us all in. Thank you.
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Your memory of my old posts is better than mine. Smiling. Thank you Valerie. I appreciate you.
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The flickering of light, rhythmically soothes, taking one into reality of a moment…a moment of spontaneous memory, remembered… the sweet, precious words “Mama, I woke ” Mama’s heart is filled with love onward, forever embedded in soul as they’re carried on the breeze looping forever, the feeling of the thought, revisited often…
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Your words are a Beautiful supplement to this passage Christie. Thank you
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I am sorry for your loss, David.
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Thank you Jim
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I really admire what you did. I discovered a while back that some stories are just for me. Or just for me and one other party. Like my old blind girlfriend Chavonne, or Uncle Chuck.
i just bought a house a few blocks from Uncle Chuck, and Uncle Chuck is in hospice as we speak, and I’ve been checking on him the last two weeks, now that we’re neighbors. I figure that in the next few weeks I’ll be doing a eulogy for Uncle Chuck, I may be doing the whole service, as Uncle Chucks family–the ExMrsBulletholes family– has had me do that kind of thing before. And at last I’ll answer a question my ex asked me a long time ago. Or maybe I wont. Maybe this story is forever for just me and Chuck, and those we can remain somewhat anonymous to.
https://srevestories.blogspot.com/search?q=chuck
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Wonderful Steve. Thanks for sharing.
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